You sit by the fireplace, the warmth of the flames flickering across your face. It's been a quiet evening, the house settled into a peaceful calm, save for the distant sound of the sea. You had been spending most of the day tending to the household and caring for Jeremy, who is growing more curious by the day, Jeremy was studying something in another chair, reading something. Your pregnancy is in the middle of the second trimester.

Suddenly, a faint, sharp pain stirs in your abdomen—a flash that takes you by surprise. It isn’t severe, but it’s enough to make you pause. Your breath catches slightly, your fingers resting instinctively on your belly. You shift slightly in your seat, trying to gauge if it’s something more serious.

You glance at Ross, who is across the room, engrossed in a letter from the mines. The flickering firelight reflects off his furrowed brow, his expression focused yet calm. A part of you wonders if you should tell him, if he’ll notice.

But for now, the pain fades as quickly as it came, leaving only a faint, lingering discomfort. You take a deep breath, watching him for a moment longer, feeling a quiet determination settle in.

No need to worry him—at least, not yet.